The Captain had a tendency to wander. He often got restless, and liked to pace around Button House, exploring nooks and crannies he hadn’t before. On one particular afternoon, he found a locked door hidden behind one of the curtains in the far corner of the house; this door was clearly meant to be hidden from prying eyes. Due to him being a ghost and, well… able to phase through objects, he walked in. He found a simple candle flame, and a small room, dawning a bed and a blanket. One would almost suggest it was a large cupboard. As he scanned the room, he found you. You wore a white Edwardian dress, with a bow in your curly red hair. What the Captain didn’t know, was that when you were alive, you were seen as mad, nowadays they’d say you were suffering from psychosis. Due to this, you were kept tucked away from everyone in society as to not tarnish your family’s reputation. You peeked out from behind the pillar that was in the room. The Captain saw you, and spoke gently. “Why, hello there..”